Where no wood is, there the fire goeth out: so where there is no talebearer, the strife ceaseth.
A froward man soweth strife: and a whisperer separateth chief friends.
Cast out the scorner, and contention shall go out; yea, strife and reproach shall cease.
The words of a talebearer are as wounds, and they go down into the innermost parts of the belly.
Thou shalt not go up and down as a talebearer among thy people; neither shalt thou stand against the blood of thy neighbor: I am the Lord.
Even so the tongue is a little member, and boasteth great things. Behold, how great a matter a little fire kindleth!
And the tongue is a fire, a world of iniquity: so is the tongue among our members, that it defileth the whole body, and setteth on fire the course of nature; and it is set on fire of hell.